Luyện nghe bài hát Scene: A Train Platform In Yorkshire/the House Upon The Hill

House the Hill

High on a hill sits a big old
With something wrong it.
haunt the halls
And make no effort now to it.

What will put their souls to
And stop their ceaseless
Why do they out children's names
And of one who's crying?

MRS.
Well, you're right not to
your uncle certainly going
to himself about you.

And the hears the whispers
On the dark and still,
And the speak of secrets
In the upon the hill.

MRS.
a hunchback, you see.
And a young man he was,
and got no of all his mobney
and a big till he were married.

To my Aunt

MRS.
She a sweet, pretty thing and he'd
walked the world over to get her
a blade of that she wanted. When
she died, it made him than ever.

High on a sits a big old house
ith wrong inside it.
Someone died, and left
Alone and can't it.

in the house is a lonely man
Still by her beauty,
Asking a life can be
Where naught but duty.

Is it always so ugly

MRS.
It's the moor. and miles
of wild that nothing grows
on but and gorse and broom,
and nothing on but wild
and sheep.

What is that awful sound?

MRS.
That's the blowing through the bushes
they call it wuthering that
but look there that light
far there
that'll be the it will.

And the master the whispers
On the stairways and still,
And the spirits speak of
In the upon the hill.